Chapter 363 “But beggars all over the street will affect the appearance of the city.”

Chapter 363 “But beggars all over the street will affect the appearance of the city.”

Chapter 363 "But beggars all over the street will affect the appearance of the city."

In the hall, antique tables and chairs are arranged in an orderly manner. Some calligraphy paintings are hung on the walls. The stairs are made of wooden structure. Each step is polished as smooth as jade. When you step on it, it makes a "squeaking" sound, as if telling a story. With the vicissitudes of time.

Compared with later generations of Hong Kong Island hotels that pursue modern luxury, [Lao Rong Shun] has a simple yet elegant appearance, seeming to carry a unique charm.

At this time, the private corridor on the second floor was lined with bodyguards and thugs who had followed their bosses. Because they were from different gangs, they were dressed in different styles. Some were wearing black robes and jackets, while others were wearing gray coarse shorts. There are even people wearing suits and ties.

Although they were dressed differently, each of them had a bit of ferocity and cunning on their faces. Looking at Zheng Jirong, who was walking towards him step by step from the stairs, their eyes flashed with coldness and ruthlessness.

Zheng Jirong glanced at them with a normal expression. He had to say that compared with the gang of young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong who looked flashy but were weak in reality, this gang of knife-edge blood-licking guys looked like a real high-end gang.

However, they clearly knew that they had just killed Lei Gong and the four members of the Black Tiger Gang in the morning, and yet they dared to look at them with such threatening and provocative eyes. If they were not really not afraid of death, then it was because of the special instructions from the boss behind them.

hehe

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong raised the corners of his mouth, sneered, and then pushed the door open and entered the private room.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, the big guys gathered around the table all turned to look at the person, even Wei Tingyan, who had always been calm, was no exception.

"Hahaha"

When Zheng Jirong first entered the door, he held his hands to everyone with a smile on his face and said: "Sorry, sorry, something delayed me on the way, so I'm a step late. I'll punish myself with three drinks later."

Everyone looked at each other after hearing this, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. Not only did no one get up, but no one even spoke to respond.

Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and ordered Peng Yixing behind him: "Let the people in the restaurant start serving the food. Tell the boss to move quickly."

"clear."

Peng Yixing nodded in agreement, quickly turned around and left, closing the private room door tightly before leaving.

Zheng Jirong then smiled at everyone at the table and walked towards the head seat with a smile on his face, his steps relaxed and calm.

"Gang Leader Zheng"

As soon as he sat down, a man in a robe next to him said with a half-smile, "Isn't it easy to come here from Zhabei?"

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong chuckled and said: "It's not easy at all. It's just a little bumpy on the road. It's a little slow this time by car. I'll just use other means of transportation next time."

"Other means of transportation?"

Wei Tingyan hummed and said, "Clan Leader Zheng, is it possible that he will come in a tank next time?"

"Eh", Zheng Jirong raised his finger and pointed at him, and said seriously: "Your suggestion is a good one, you can consider it."

"Haha", Wei Tingyan shook his head and sneered twice, obviously taking his words as a joke.

If you really have the ability to drive a tank in Shanghai, you might as well just go to the concession area instead of coming to Shiliupu to compete with them for food.

Then he withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "There is no need to talk nonsense. Since Gang Leader Zheng has the ability to single-handedly take down the Black Tiger Gang without all of us knowing, then Lei Gong's territory will be yours from now on." .”

"Yeah?"

Zheng Jirong pretended to be happy and said: "Thank you so much for the kindness of General Manager Wei and all the brothers. Zheng will be rewarded well in the future. Come on, let's go first."

"Don't be happy too early!"

Just in the middle of his words, he was interrupted by a tough man wearing a linen jacket and covered with scars across the table: "Since ancient times, it is easier to conquer a country than to defend it. So what if I give you this territory?" Can you hold on?!"

Huang Dagang crossed his legs on the table and looked at Zheng Jirong at the head of the table with disdain. When he heard the news about the demise of the Black Tiger Gang, he was worried that the Ax Gang would take this opportunity to continue to expand its power. It can be seen that Zheng Jirong's attitude after entering the door With his posture so low, his heart dropped instantly. With Wei Tingyan standing in front of him, his tone became more and more unruly.

Looking at this man who looked somewhat similar to Dongxing Crow, Zheng Jirong raised his hand and pressed it on the table while saying with a smile: "This brother not only has a strange appearance, but also has such a good breed, I must be Huang Dagang. Huang Are you the gang leader?"

When Huang Dagang heard this, he immediately leaned back and said with lustful eyes: "I didn't expect you to be quite discerning. Yes, I am Huang Dagang. After the death of that old Lei Gong, I am the most powerful person in Shiliupu." Yes, any advice?"

"I don't have any advice, but what I hate the most is people interrupting me when I'm talking." Zheng Jirong looked at the guy and said seriously: "Gang Leader Huang, please be careful next time, I never give people second thoughts. opportunity."

"you"

Huang Dagang couldn't help but frown after hearing this, "Are you threatening me?"

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, but if you die on the street, don't blame me for not warning you in advance."

"Idiot, how dare you talk to me like that?!"

Huang Dagang was instantly furious. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing angrily at Zheng Jirong.

"Dagang!" Wei Tingyan shouted immediately, "The so-called visitor is a guest. This is the first time for Gang Leader Zheng to come to Shiliupu. What do you mean by this attitude?"

"I"

After hearing this, Huang Dagang glared at Zheng Jirong unwillingly, and then sat back angrily.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and praised: "I heard from others that all the gangs in Shiliupu followed General Wei's lead. I was half-convinced at first. But now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I fully understand that the rumors are true."

"It's all just to give face to everyone." Wei Tingyan smiled calmly and said to him: "I grew up in Shiliupu since I was a child, and I have deep feelings for every plant and tree here. I became the [Gong Dong Bureau] After becoming the general manager, the first thing I did was to repay the hometown, so it is normal for the people to have some feelings for me, but the word duplicity is still a bit too much."

Although this guy spoke modestly, he couldn't hide the lust in his eyes.

[Public Affairs Bureau] is equivalent to the Ministry of Industry Bureau in the public concession. It is the highest municipal organization and leadership agency in the French Concession in Shanghai.

Mainly responsible for discussing the setting of tax rates in the concession; the purchase and sale of public properties; approving the construction of roads, building public facilities, planning urban development; rectifying transportation, improving sanitation in the concession, and other matters.

In the original time and space, Du Yuesheng once served as Director Hua of the Public Affairs Bureau, the highest position for Chinese in the French Concession.

And in this time and space without Du Yuesheng, Wei Tingyan's ability to sit in the position of the general office as a Chinese can be regarded as a high and powerful position. Not to mention Shiliupu, even in the French Concession, there are many wealthy businessmen coming. Flatter him.

There is indeed something to be proud of.

At this time, the door of the private room slowly opened, and a row of waiters filed in. They held a variety of dishes in their hands, and they busily and orderly placed the fragrant dishes on the table.

After they bowed and left, Zheng Jirong picked up the wine bottle on the table, filled the wine glasses in front of him and Wei Tingyan, then held it and smiled at Wei Tingyan: "General Manager Wei makes decisions for the people and repays the village community. He is really a role model for our generation." , I toast you this glass of wine."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and then showed the bottom of the glass in front of everyone.

Wei Tingyan's expression softened upon seeing this, and then he raised his glass and took a sip.

Looking at this guy who still had more than half of his glass, Zheng Jirong smiled nonchalantly and said to him: "Speaking of which, when I first arrived in Shanghai, I was really shocked. Seventy percent of the entire city was completely empty. It is a foreign concession, among which the French Concession is the largest, occupying almost half of Shanghai Bund. It is truly the largest metropolis in the Far East."

Wei Tingyan nodded slightly and replied casually: "Foreigners have the ability and means, and the concessions under their jurisdiction are now becoming more and more prosperous. If you ask me, the entire Shanghai Bund should be classified as a foreign concession, so that in the future the entire Shanghai Bund will not be destroyed. There will be no more poor people and no more refugees.”

Hearing his words, Zheng Jirong smiled and retorted: "General Manager Wei's words are a bit exaggerated. Although the concession is full of flowers, this prosperity is an illusion and is based on sucking the blood of the ZG earth. "

“Through various unequal treaties, the great powers of various countries have seized massive resources from our land, including minerals and agricultural products, to support their luxurious life in the concession. At the same time, they also used the special status of the concession to plunder ZG economically. .”

Speaking of this, he said with a serious expression: "Looking at the whole world, forcibly dividing the territory of other countries and building [safe havens] wantonly are very serious acts of aggression."

"The prosperity and wealth in your eyes is based on sacrificing the country's security, resources and even culture!"

Wei Tingyan's face suddenly darkened after hearing what he said. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "I heard it. You seem to think that you are noble and ideal, don't you?"

"That's not true." Zheng Jirong played with the small wine cup in his hand and replied calmly: "If I can't even guarantee the most basic food and clothing, then whoever decides on this land will be like a passing cloud and meaningless to me."

"But now that I have a worry-free life and abundant food and clothing, my thoughts in my heart can no longer be limited to personal gains and losses. People must have higher pursuits and have firm beliefs, right?"

"Hey," Wei Tingyan sneered disdainfully: "I've been talking for a long time and it's all nonsense. You can't be a noble person. Want to talk about ideals and beliefs? Let's wait until you're full!"

Seeing the sudden tit-for-tat exchange between the two, the rest of the people at the table quickly laughed and tried to smooth things over.

"Yes, General Manager Wei is right. Now that the dishes are all served, let's use our chopsticks first."

"Yes, yes, the food will be cold if you don't eat. Drink, drink."

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong picked up the chopsticks and randomly selected a piece of roasted suckling pork. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he heard Wei Tingyan next to him saying:

"Just eat the skin, the meat is hard to eat."

"hehe."

Zheng Jirong smiled, picked up the roasted golden and crispy pig skin, shook his head and sighed: "Some people are so poor that they don't even have to eat the bark, but some people only eat the skin and not the meat. It's really inexplicable."

"Many things are so inexplicable," Wei Tingyan said expressionlessly, "No one will look down on you if you kill people, set fire to homes, and rob homes, but if you are poor, others will despise you and laugh at you."

"But most poor people will not harm others."

"Hahaha", Wei Tingyan laughed and replied after hearing this: "But beggars all over the street will affect the appearance of the city."

After listening to his words, Zheng Jirong nodded slightly, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then calmly lit a cigarette and said calmly: "I can tell, General Manager Wei, you like money very much."

"These days, the poor are worse off than ghosts. If I don't like money, what do I like?" Wei Tingyan asked, spreading his hands.

"Hahaha, that's good."

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and slammed the table, and said under the surprised eyes of everyone: "I invite you here this time just to discuss a big business with you. After the negotiation, you don't have to worry about anything every day. You can just sit down and divide it." money."

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As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the private room became a little strange. They thought this was a Hongmen banquet hosted by bandits and bullies, but they didn't expect that the host would have an unexpected surprise when he arrived.

"Big business"

After Wei Tingyan pondered for a while, he turned to look at him and asked, "So what is this big business?"

Zheng Jirong did not answer his question directly, but asked them: "Brothers, I wonder if you have roughly calculated how much profit every day all the gray industries in Shiliupu, including pornography, gambling and drugs, can create? "

After hearing his words, everyone around the table looked at each other. If the question was about their own property, they would be very knowledgeable, but if the scope was extended to the entire Shiliupu, their eyes would be darkened.

"Thirty thousand!"

Wei Tingyan was the first to reply: "For one day, it's almost 30,000 yuan, but the money is shady. The real amount should be more, but the amount is limited."

Zheng Jirong nodded slightly and said seriously: "Thirty thousand oceans a day, nearly one million oceans a month. This is really a lot of money, but can everyone here really get so much money?"

Then, without waiting for anyone to reply, he replied directly: "I don't think you can even get a share of one million, let alone one million. I'm afraid you won't even be able to get a share of half a million. It will cost half of it just to support you, and then there is also the patrol room." , the Police Department, and various government departments, it would be great to have three in hand. One million becomes three hundred thousand, and I feel sorry for you."

"but!"

Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, then looked around at everyone, and said seriously: "As long as you leave all your business to my people, it won't take long, up to three months, and I guarantee that everyone will make money. Double it!"

"And I can also give you the lowest price for the fees that need to be paid to each department!"

"If I can't do it."

Zheng Jirong promised them: "After three months, I will repay everyone's losses double!"

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